I'm so old that sometimes I pee on my shoes when I pee, and I fall down while taking a shower and can't get up.

My life has come to this point, and I can end my life in the ivory tower. Isn’t it enough? Why fly to be a pawn for a bunch of brats who haven’t even graduated from college?”

His pen paused, leaving a sharp scratch on the paper.

"Learn to be content with what you have, Ross," he said. "This is the only thing that an ineffective old man like me can teach you."

This is the final conversation between teacher and student.

The door is closed.

After a long, long time, the lesson plan was finally revised again.

The old man put down his pen and recalled the angry appearance of the student before he left. He couldn't help but lean on the chair and sigh tiredly.

rule?

When you don't take the rules seriously, how can you expect others to abide by them?

It is true that a truly strong person never cares about rules.

But aren't the rules set up to protect weaklings like them who have no talent?

Some weak people break the rules because of greed. Such greed is seeking death.

But some strong people follow the rules out of morality.

This is what Ross doesn't understand.

You can be dismissive of greed, but you must be in awe of morality that comes from the heart.

Otherwise, as a weak person, how can he maintain his remaining dignity?

On this last day before the start of school, facing the curtain that is about to unfold slowly, I don’t know how many undercurrents are surging beneath the calm surface of the ivory tower.

I don’t know how many people are running around for selfish reasons or public interests.

And just in the evening, there was a knock on the door of Shizui Hall again.

A young man with elegant etiquette was waiting in front of the door. He handed over a token to prove his identity and wanted to talk to the teacher Huai Shi who was sitting quietly in the center of the storm.

In the training room, a sweaty Huaishi answered the phone and heard Uncle Fang's voice: "Master, a student from the Howler family is here to see you."

Howler?

Huai Shi scratched his head. Why did this name sound so familiar? Where had he heard it before? But he couldn't remember it and was too lazy to look through the Book of Destiny. He just asked: "Is he also here to apply for a mentor?"

“It doesn’t look like it.”

"Then I'll see you."

Huai Shi rolled his eyes: "One or two of them like to pretend to talk nonsense and waste other people's time. Tell him if there is anything, we can talk about it after school starts."

He was no longer too lazy to play tricks with these kids.

Even if the other party is a pure-blood, a member of the Howler family, and may have some huge power in the school...but what does this have to do with his Huaihai Road little Peppa Pig?

Since the person who came here is not a good person, there is no need to waste time.

If you want to cause trouble then, just wait for the teacher's beloved iron fist and cello to play.

Different from Lin Shijiu's cautiousness and nervousness, Huai Shi never paid attention to these children from the bottom of his heart. After experiencing so many storms, it was too cautious to be so cautious about the goblins in Xinshou Village.

A little too much.

"I see."

On the other side, Uncle Fang nodded without any hesitation, put down the phone and walked out the door.

"I'm sorry, the young master won't see any guests today."

The old butler informed the young man in front of the door: "Please come back, Mr. Fred."

Without getting angry, the young man raised his eyebrows slightly, suppressed the anger in his chest, nodded slightly, turned around, got in the car and left.

The old housekeeper calmly closed the door again, not taking this trivial matter to heart.

It's almost dinner time.

What should I eat tonight? .

In the car, the returning young man's expression gradually became gloomy.

The girl in the passenger seat raised her eyes and looked at him with a mocking smile: "I told you before, Morgan, your tricks will not be taken seriously at all... No matter how pretentious a child is, he is still a child.

, if you make too much noise, you will only be regarded as asking for sweets by adults."

"I just want to beg for candy, but what about you, the second sister who is even more outrageous than me?" Morgan sneered and retorted: "Do you want to beg for a beating?"

"You don't know that." The girl called the second sister showed an innocent look: "The judge is much gentler to girls."

Morgan indifferently withdrew his gaze, looked back at the Stone Essence Hall that was gradually disappearing behind him, and couldn't help but sneer: "A loser from the Astronomical Society is pretending to be in front of me... We'll see!"

Just like this, either calm, unwilling, angry, or looking forward to...

With the beating of countless hearts that were either calm or restless, the short night passed quickly.

The long vacation comes to an end.
Chapter completed!